Hey folks.
You know, it's both strange, and cool. A lot of people have told me that Japan is a place where you never feel like you have time to yourself, and yet I find it to be the complete opposite.
Whenever I'm on the train or in a large group of Japanese, I can feel both alone, and surrounded at the same time. People are so engaged in themselves and their friends, that it's so easy to just blend into the background and be unseen, even as a foreigner like myself.
Walking through Shoji in the evening really hammered that point in.
This whole nonsense about class placement is a bitch, but hopefully me and D will have it sorted out on Tuesday afternoon.
Tomorrow morning me and the host mom leave for Wakayama, her home town. I'll be there till sometime Monday. I'm definitely looking forward to it, though I doubt I'll be able to update while I'm there.
Anyways all, I love you like I love cake. Which means, sometimes, but not always. =p
-E.
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Y'know, as a random comment, I thought for the longest time that the character with the blue hair on this blog was female... and I just noticed today that his shirt was open... and lo-and-behold... he's a guy. XD Show's how well I pay attention.
Anyway, sounds like you're doing well out there. :3 Tell everyone I say hi!
~Liz
P.S. The bit about Japanese guys and little purse mirrors... I agree. o_o That's very very strange.
What's the deal with class placement?
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